The third floor of the Li Family Treasure Vault.
Nineteen Tier One Iron Corpses stood within the Yin Pool. The yin energy inside was so dense it was practically liquid, like a basin filled with ink.
Where the Iron Corpses on the periphery stood, the yin energy reached just past their waists. The closer to the center of the Yin Pool, the deeper the energy grew.
A young man with a deathly pale face sat cross-legged in the center of the Yin Pool. His hands were forming seals, as if he were in the process of refining something.
Wisps of bloody, malevolent energy descended from above his head, sinking entirely into the center of the Yin Pool.
The yin energy before him began to bubble as if boiling, and a mysterious, cold aura slowly spread out in all directions.
